I was browsing through my journal this morning and came upon this entry from a visit with one of the Summit Fellowships a couple of years ago. It reflects something of what happens when a group sustains its life together.
I was overwhelmed with tenderness toward the children. As the adults sang a song, the kids quietly interacted. Naomi admiring Selah’s ear rings; Graelon and Justice talking; Asa and another looking at a book. The scene was one of quiet and contentment. Safety. The children, in their innocence are surrounded by music and their parents — and me watching. Looking from face to face, capturing for an instant in each face the warmth and sweetness of childhood.